The Final Chapter

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In fits of rage,
Tear out a page.
A missing chapter,
There’s no happily ever after.
This book, this life a disaster.
The writer dies poor,
His solemn screams ignored.
The rain beats down,
Pushing him to the ground.
The moist soil below,
Above --- the calling of the crow.





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